Month: June 2017

Mistakes. We all make them and some of them are doozies. People have lost careers over a faulty decision–think Captain Hazelwood drunk astern on the Valdez. A mistaken choice often produces incredible fruit–Fermi’s first chain reaction. I have come to believe that there’s really no such thing as a mistake.…

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Mrs. Gilbert made me want to be a writer. It was the second grade and I don’t remember what kind of literature we were reading. Only two things mattered to me at the time. (1) I wanted to impress Mrs. Gilbert. She was by far the youngest teacher in the…

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The trip only remains with me in its broad strokes. I don’t remember if I kept notes of the journey. If I did, they’re in one of the journals sprawled across the top shelf of a bookcase. Typically, I may not have taken notes, not understanding at the time just…

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Let me tell you about my kid. Nick single-handedly created his own summertime volunteer job at the community center. A little over a month ago, he asked if it was a good idea if he volunteered with the day camp program. There was no sign or advertisement for it. The…

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A hot afternoon. The sun bakes the pavement. Kids walk back and forth before the house as they shuttle from home to the pool and back. The dogs are quiet, laying in back yards in the shade. My own pups are taking it easy in the air conditioning. I look…